Poem "A Flower Sea"

A cherry blossom is in full bloom on the other side, waiting for a withered and desolate human being in the deep heart to become an ocean of flowers.

The afterglow of dusk is always so beautiful and intoxicating.

The magenta Chardonnay doesn't know if it can bear this painful memory.

May the lonely clear sky be filled with a ray of dancing rainbow, and youth cherish the time of loving each other and meet you in the most beautiful years.

If people are affectionate and don't leave, they will be covered with a layer of white jade sculpture mud film, men's tears will collapse, and Wan Li will have nowhere to live in the clear sky.

Mist in the clouds, rolling in the deep. Candles in the wind see people's hearts, clouds are empty, and secular vicissitudes are old.

Ten years to relive the voice of dreams, ten years to see the fragrance, the initial heart has not fallen for nine days, fragrant for ten years.

Like a dream, like a dream back to the clouds, the front bridge looks at the sunset in the fog, a white jade carving falls, and it is willing to break into a paper crane.

Friendship is like fog, when the moon is bright, the glass is colorless, and the past clouds flow east and fly freely with the wind.

The vicissitudes of life in the world are like fleeting time. Qingyan has fallen into the snow-capped mountains, and the soul lives in the distance, and the spring breeze is like a dream.